Although there weren't many buttons in the cockpit there were a great many things that I needed to connect myself to before I could even think of starting.
My arm, the one that I had created, needed to be connected to the chair. An untold amount of wires wrapped around the arm, various diagnostics happening before it let go and I could feel my vision expand, the ship entering my awareness.
With just a thought the engines were flipped on, the platform under me lifting up and up before the jet was pointed to the sky.
The bindings, holding the jet to the platform were released and with a roar of the engines I was off.
Instantly I could feel the pressure being forced onto my body. It was like I was being compressed by hundreds of thousands of pounds of force. Luckily though we had accounted for this, as soon the pressure was equalized in the cockpit and I could barely feel the force of the jet moving anymore.
